Not That Deep: accordi di
Stormzy
Stormzy

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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Walk
in the rave with a smile on my face
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Yeah man I got a few racks on me
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Worm came through,
don't ask what you pay
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Tell man straight that a strap's
not cheap
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Light up my set then I'm out
of the rave
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Waiting around, nah that's not me
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I got caught in the club with a slut
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Tell my girl that it's not that deep
(it's not that deep)
Verse 2
I'm not the one you can move to
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I only lack when I choose to
Up in my car, connect my phone
to my bluetooth
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This ain't the flow that
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they used to
Get stopped on the road like rah
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My mans hard,
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swear my man's off of YouTube?
Come from below,
then I blow like I'm due to
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Nigga fuck your voodoo
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Jakes move dark in the Vectras
Make prof that's after the extras
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Still tryna put my Marge in a
Lexus
What's the point? Don't ask who the best is,
hashtag problem!
Whip up the rock like I'm Austin
The man with the options,
know a wasteman when I spot them
Park off the whip like, yeah
man we lost them
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Getting money in, it's often
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Still got bare grown men
all scared of the kid
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Can't lie it's been
a good year for the kid
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Your postcode don't make you a gangster,
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you're not bad your area is
Fifth gear but it's six gears on the stick
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You blowing up this year is a myth
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We've got ten man chasing a dream,
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you've got ten man sharing a spliff, like
Wind me up yeah I'm raring
to flip
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Washed dons can't bear when I spit
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Ride for my friend, yeah I don't care who it is,
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tell man be careful you div
Beef with the champ,
my man pulled out a shank
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How you gonna scare me with this? Nah really,
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how you gonna scare me with this?
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My bro stabbed me in my back
Ask Swift what I do about
that (what I do about that)
He said Ak, brother don't
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talk just attack
Came to the all white ting in all black
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Jumped on the mic with
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Jabba and Tash
Check one two check, nigga I'm
gassed
Mandem roll through,
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yeah nigga I'm back!
Verse 3
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Em
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Walk in the rave with a smile
on my face
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Yeah man I got a few racks on me
Em
Em
Worm came through, don't
ask what you pay
Tell man straight
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that a strap's not cheap
Em
Em
Light up my set then I'm
out of the rave
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Waiting around, nah that's not me
Em
Em
I got caught in the club with a slut
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Em
Em
Tell my girl that it's not that deep
(it's not that deep)
Verse 4
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A rapper try come for my throne
Ask Flipz should I kill them or
no? (Should I kill them or no)
He said "yo,
brother don't talk just blow"
10 car convoy to my last show
Spliff in the club, what d'you
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mean I can't smoke?
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Drink in my cup,
what d'you mean I can't cope?
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Bun down the dance then I send
man home
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You can check my bros
Some of them buss gun,
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some of them go uni
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Some of them go church on a Sunday,
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some of them mash work with a uzi
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But none of my mandem are fruity
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Yeah most of my mandem are unruly
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Man are dishing out threats,
putting money on my head
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Then they see me on the roads
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then they screw me
How can I be scared? Big man
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like me with a beard
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I buss two two jokes in my vids, now they
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think I'm a prick, little nigga beware
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Swear that nigga turned
bad last year?
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Fuck your tape, nigga
we don't care
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Stormzy's whack yeah? I swear I've been grinding,
oh well nigga life ain't fair
Yeah man know what it is when I'm out on the strip,
with Flipz when I'm sliding through
I'll take the piss, slap mans chicken and chips
and your pissed if I like your food
Smoke with Dee, he said, "yeah man it's peak
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the rap scene now re lies on you"
He said "you know I'm not lying,
it's true"
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I was like "where's my Fire
in the Booth?"
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Check my stacks, I was that boy in the corner,
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little black boy with the strap
D's in the trap, putting down a brick into quarters,
nigga get corned for your chat
All for the racks, banging out "Private Caller",
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take a little more of my 'yac
It's mad, man can't text me again
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Tryna make dark skin sexy again
Word, see me on the road with my bros,
feds can't make man talk
Never had a whip, never had Ps for a cab,
couple man made me walk
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Then I hit a lick, gave man food on the tick,
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couple man paid me short
Caught him in West,
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he was tryna buy some creps, beat him up in JD Sports
I laid his corpse,
rude boy lower your tone
Couple pagans try follow me home
Said "Yo Merms, can I borrow
your phone?"
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G, come link me at the end of my road
I just do my thing, I just chill,
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I don't really make no fuss
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My Gs them tell man cool, get that done,
rudeboy leave it to us
Verse 5
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Walk in the rave with a smile
on my face
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Yeah man I got a few racks on me
Em
Em
Worm came through,
don't ask what you pay
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B
Tell man straight that
Em
Em
a strap's not cheap
Light up my set then
I'm out of the rave
Waiting around, nah that's not me
I got caught in the club with a slut
Tell my girl that it's not that
Em
Em
deep (it's not that deep)

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